At this moment, An Chen and Yin Dang looked at each other with complicated expressions, smiled at each other, and raised their hands at the same time.
The arrow has to be fired when it is on the string!
"kill!"
"kill!"
Following the two voices, Zhuo Yifan was shocked and finally knew what they were going to do.
This group of beasts, even the children, want to use the essence and blood of boys and girls to awaken the Saint King of Slaughter!
"Anchen, Yindang, you all deserve to die!"
Zhuo Yifan roared and couldn't control his emotions anymore. He jumped up and turned into a stream of light and rushed toward the two of them.
Whoosh whoosh!
At the same time, random arrows were fired.
The one-meter-long cold iron arrow was like the hand of death, caressing the bodies of these children, stringing them together, and instantly spilled blood all over the place.
Poof!
Poof!
These masters were extremely ruthless in their attacks. They aimed at the neat rows of children and shot these terrifying long arrows. Each arrow penetrated dozens of people.
How could a child's young body withstand such damage? It exploded instantly, and the scene was extremely bloody and miserable.
When Zhuo Yifan saw this scene, blood rushed to his forehead. He didn't care about anything else. He wanted to kill these beasts with the power of thunder.
"The enemy is attacking, protect the young master!"
The loyal soldiers of both sides immediately guarded An Chen and Yin Dang in the center.
Whoosh whoosh!
Zhuo Yifan was in mid-air, but his shots were like lightning, his hands danced, and countless cold iron arrows flew out.
Poof!
Poof!
The masters of the Mahayana period were so powerful that they were shot through by Zhuo Yifan in anger. On the spot, more than a dozen masters were directly torn apart by the long arrows.
Zhuo Yifan was extremely fast. After shooting dozens of arrows, he had already drawn out the Soul-Eating Demonic Sword and shook the air.
Buzzing…
This strange spiritual fluctuation increased in size and spread like a magic sound, instantly covering the center of the square.
No matter who it was, his whole head felt like it was buzzing at this moment, as if millions of bees had rushed in all at once. His thinking suddenly became dull, and he just stared stupidly at the figure coming across the sky.
It's like a god coming.
kill!
Zhuo Yifan's eyes were full of murderous intent, ripples flashed, he locked onto several Mahayana masters in front of them, and slashed out with his sword in the air.
ah!
ah!
ah!
It was obviously a sword, a simple chop, but at the same time, at least ten masters screamed and were split into two halves.
On the soul-eating demon sword, strange runes shimmered horribly, and as soon as you looked at it, you would immediately feel dizzy. It was Zhuo Yifan's strongest attack that combined some rules of time and space.
Such an attack could even injure Dongfang Liang, let alone these Mahayana monks?
For a moment, he also felt the same feeling that Dongfang Liang had when chopping melons and vegetables.
Under the power of the rules, the body of the Mahayana master looked like it was made of tofu. With a single stroke from him, the space protection was torn apart and the physical body was cut open directly.
In the blink of an eye, flesh and blood flew everywhere.
While a large number of children were being killed, masters from the An family and Yin family were also dying.
When Yin Dang, An Chen and others saw this, they were all horrified.
"Escort, quickly escort, dark magic cannon, locked attack."
An Chen actually directly ordered the release of this killer weapon.
Suddenly, a master from behind took out the dark magic cannon from his back and started to fire at Zhuo Yifan.
This dark magic cannon is difficult to lock onto the enemy, but it is so powerful that even real demons would not dare to attack it head-on.
Zhuo Yifan was furious at this moment, and his spiritual power spread to the entire battlefield, and he was very sensitive to the aura of the entire battlefield.
He sneered, swayed, and leaped into the air.
Whoosh whoosh!
Countless cold iron arrows shot through the air, treating him as a target. Zhuo Yifan had nowhere to hide, but the next moment, everyone was collectively shocked.
The place where Zhuo Yifan should have stood was actually empty at the moment.
Zhuo Yifan's body was like an illusory shadow, disappearing directly into the void.
"fire!"
An Chen felt his heart tightening and shouted loudly. At the same time, he took out a small staff in his hand, stretched it into the wind, and said sternly: "Kill them all quickly!"
This they, of course, refers to the 100,000 Tong'an virgins.
These genius children carefully selected by their families had the hope of becoming talents, and even becoming the heirs of the family heads of Anchen Yindang and others in the future. However, at this moment, they were used as sacrifices by these two crazy people to awaken them.
Kill the Holy King.
They were wailing, with fear and confusion on their innocent faces. They had no idea what crime they had committed and why they were shot by their own people.
The thought of a Mahayana master using his strength to deal with a child would be mind-numbing to think about. If in the outside world, it would only take one person to do it, and it could be done in an instant.
Here, hundreds of people took action together.
Children wailed and fell down one after another.
In an instant there was not much left.
boom!
At the same time, the dark magic cannon roared and flew into the void ahead.
There is nothing there.
But ripples rose up, and countless runes exploded like a fireworks display. In an instant, the runes and all the fluctuations seemed to have fallen into a strange black hole space, being absorbed into it, and even the sound could not be made.
This is the power of the Dark Magic Cannon, which directly creates a space storm that swallows up everything around it.
Zhuo Yifan groaned.
An Chen was overjoyed and laughed loudly: "I didn't expect that I have a secret treasure that can detect your true location. Hahaha, under the attack of the dark magic cannon, it is difficult to stop the real evil, so you must die!"
He pointed his little staff again.
Boom boom boom!
This time, three dark magic cannons gathered on the other side at the same time, instantly exploding into a terrifying space vortex. Everything around it was swallowed up, shrunk suddenly, and disappeared into nothingness.
An Chen's face changed drastically, and he exclaimed: "Impossible, my staff cannot detect errors. Who are you?"
A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Zhuo Yifan's mouth, but he rushed out of the void again. The soul-eating demon sword vibrated again, and a circle of spiritual shock waves suddenly erupted.
Buzz!
The strange sound of the soul sounded, and the monks who were about to explode the dark magic cannon suddenly felt as if they had been hit on the head with a stick. Stars appeared in front of their eyes, and they were in a trance.
This is Zhuo Yifan's special care for them.
Whoosh!
Zhuo Yifan teleported and rushed directly to the back row. The soul-eating demon sword cut powerfully like a death scythe.
ah!
ah!
ah!
The three masters in charge of the dark magic cannon immediately died with their eyes open, and their entire bodies were chopped into two pieces by Zhuo Yifan's sword.
Zhuo Yifan's eyes flashed, and he directly absorbed the three magic cannons into the Heaven-Sealing Order without spending any energy.
The next moment, his body fell to the ground, and his sword energy spread out in all directions, like a bomb exploding.
Whoosh whoosh!
Countless masters were struck by sword energy, blood spurted out, and they instantly became a mess.